Jacobs dropped into her chair, looking like she was about to faint."There's nothing in the rules about how I do it, is there?" Marilyn asked innocentl....Then, while Mrs. Jacobs leafed desperately through the brochure, Marilyn leaned forward. Her tongue flicked out and touched just the very tip of my dick, catching the thick, clear drop of pre-cum that was about to fall.I didn't remember what the rules said, and at that point I didn't care. "Aahhhhh!" Without meaning to, I sighed, as her soft,. After some shots, he asked, “why don’t we spice this up a bit?”“How?” she asked.“Say tease him a little, stay on the bed and take a picture with your hands and legs tied to the bedpost. You once told me he likes the sex bondage and slavery shii.”“Oh yeah, he’ll love that.”With that, he brought out four ties and proceeded to tie her hands and legs to the bedpost in a spread-eagle position; hands and legs wide apart. When he was done tying her up, he really took his time to take the pictures as. My mind was fixated on Charlie. I was asked more than once if I was alright, which I was able to chalk up to being tired. I guess this wasn’t a lie since I really hadn’t slept much the night before! Once home, I dropped everything, grabbed a shower, put on my boy shorts and tank and hopped into bed. This day was finally done at 1000pm and I was ready to sleep solidly. By 1100pm it became painfully obvious that my tossing and turning wasn’t going to end anytime soon. My anxiety was at its peak. Sara was the only occupant of the room. She was dressed in a black underwear set of corset and stockings and very high heeled shoes. She was drinking what appeared to be champagne. There was a knock on the door, she answered and invited in a middle aged male. He was smartly dressed. She showed him to the sofa and poured him a drink, she did not speak. Once she had handed him the drink he asked her to put on the TV. It flickered to life showing a football match. He started to watch, she stood by.